Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Seventh Thunder!"

Qin Ming's eyes were full of warfare.

"boom……"

A golden light pierced Cangyu, and the yellow and golden thunder roared and slammed on the pill.

"Just now, hold on to me!"

With a roar, the aura from Qin Ming rushed into the orb frantically. At the moment when the thunder struck, the aura happened to collide with it sooner or later.

"call……"

Qin Ming gasped for breath. To do this, a high level of concentration of mental energy is required.

It requires extremely high experience in alchemy and a very familiarity with the process of pill cohesion.

Entering the aura into the bead earlier will cause the bead to collapse, and entering it later will not be able to compete with the thunder. Let alone the aura that causes the bead to collapse, the thunder will kill it.

"It's the first time I'm doing this kind of pill, and I'm not familiar with him, so I'm not prepared enough. If I do it again next time, I won't be so embarrassed!"

Wiping the dust off his clothes, Qin Ming waited for the beads to form.

"No! The round bead hasn't been condensed yet, it still lacks something, and there is a pill!"

In an instant, Qin Ming raised his head and looked into the sky, where the night was already shrouded.

It's not the night outside, but the swollen black clouds, blocking the sun.

Originally wanted to enter the alchemy room, he also discovered the changes in the dark clouds in the sky, and instantly he realized that the alchemy had not ended yet, and there was a more terrifying thunder behind.

"What kind of monster Qin Ming! I can't hold on to this level of pill calamity, even the fifth one."

"Qin Ming actually survived all the seven pill disasters!"

Cangyu had guessed in his mind that Qin Ming's pill should have failed for the seven pill. He was about to go in to comfort him and let Qin Ming continue his efforts.

No need to comfort him now, because the dark clouds in the sky told him.

Qin Ming's seven thunder calamities have survived, but...there is also the eighth pill calamity, and his comfort can be temporarily suppressed.

"What to do! According to the posture of this pill calamity, this is to prevent Qin Ming from making alchemy successfully!"

"God, are you blind? Why do you have to let our Sect Master die!"

Cang Yu hated the sky and was powerless, looking down at the black cloud that was rolling in the sky.

This black cloud has filled the entire Martial God Sect, making the entire Martial God Sect look like night during the day.

"Elder, what's going on?" A disciple in white ran over, surprised.

He originally thought that someone was refining the nine-grade pill, and he didn't care about Lei Jie.

At ordinary times, Wushenzong often had alchemists to refine the nine-grade pill, and the alchemist’s alchemy room had a soundproof array. The roar of thunder and the array would make the sound much smaller.

Generally, it can only spread near the alchemy room, and people who are far away from the alchemy room can't hear it.

But this time the sound of alchemy was too loud, he heard it from a long distance, and he didn't care about it.

Who knows that one sound is better than one sound, there were seven sounds in total.

Forget it, the Thunder Cloud actually grew bigger and bigger, covering the entire Martial God Sect.

He suspected that this was not someone making a pill at all, because the thunder calamity power of a nine-grade pill had never been so great.

And under this kind of thunder, the alchemist has not failed, and there is an eighth thunder!

Looking at the appearance of the eighth thunder, is this going to destroy the world?

With the arrival of this disciple, other disciples stepped forward one after another, all worried about Zongmen's comfort.

However, after seeing Elder Cangyu standing there, they were all relieved.

Immediately, they became curious about the thunder in the sky.